Growing up wasn’t much fun when you were the chubby kid, being teased for your weight and looks has a way of either cratering your confidence or the pressure making you shine like a diamond as you prove everyone wrong. Luckily, you were a diamond and you took like any young woman took to Instagram to flaunt it. Your parents freaked out the moment they discovered your post revealing your smooth stomach and not to mention the fact that you weren’t wearing a bra in such a flimsy top; but even their scorn was rich as it meant that even they couldn’t deny the appeal you had.The rush of confidence produced a high that you thought you would never come down from, you had spent the summer of your senior year of high school working out and dieting to become this sexy young woman and it didn’t hurt that you retained some amazing curves that made all the skinny girls jealous. What was rich was all the ‘likes’ from boys that wouldn’t have given you the time of day, last year. They commented about how hot you were and slid into your DM’s asking for dates. All the new attention was great, but there was one ‘like’ that made your heart sore as your biggest crush of all time showed his approval for the transformation you undertook.I’ve always been in your life, your father’s best friend and former business partner. Lately, you haven’t seen much of me; just following my travels through my social media post and hearing your father complain under his breath about how I was off on another trip or had closed another deal that would have been life changing for your family. It’s not that life was hard, it was just that any success that I had, ate at your father due to the reason we never worked together anymore, we had moved past it but your father sold me his half of the company after finding out that I had an affair with your mother, after you were born. It took a lot to earn back his trust, but the fact that I paid him twice the company’s worth to buy his shares helped. At the time I looked like a fool for throwing money away as a way to apologize for breaking his trust, but at least it bought your family a new home and was going to pay for your college. Though with your father out of the way, I was able to take our company in a new direction and with the tech boom and development of social media; I had made my money back twice over in two years since the company had become mine and the money hadn’t stopped coming since then.I had always tried to be a positive influence in your life, even at a young age you had proven to be wise beyond your years and took to subjects that most kids wouldn’t touch. Though it caused you to be labeled a ‘nerd’ and become the butt of jokes growing up, anytime I came around I made sure to lift you up and take an interest in what you were doing. This, of course, lead to a crush and in turn helped spur your transformation as while you would never admit it; wanted me to see you as a woman that could be desired and not just have friendly talks with. I even had to admit that your picture was a big surprise when I first saw it, not to mention the fact that you looked just like your mother at that age. I ‘liked’ it and stored the image in the back of my head where the thought of you began to grow.You had seen my latest post about coming back state side after a trip from Thailand; of course I was one of your favorite follows as you loved to imagine being on my travels with me and being in the photos that I posted; even though you knew I already had a girlfriend barely older than you. What really excited you was that ‘state side’ meant I would be home and home meant close to you. You had sent me a message, teasing me and asking about an 18th birthday present that I should be bringing you as it was already two months late. To your surprise I sent a message back, though just a short one that left a lot up to your imagination.Of course I have a present for you. Though would you like to meet me for dinner tomorrow night. I would love to talk to you about an opportunity involving your future.You couldn’t help but be elated, meeting me for dinner in a private invite that didn’t involve your parents. Was this a date? You hadn’t been on a date, but if you were to go on one you wanted it to be with a man like me. Your mind raced as you spent time trying to find out if your parents knew or just what this ‘opportunity’ could be. The message that I sent came with a link to the restaurant where I had made reservations for us. It was in an upscale part of town, which while your family had some money, you never got to spend a lot of time in. It was where all the real money was at and you felt a bit nervous even getting an invite to such a place. Knowing this is what you wanted, you were going to make sure that you impressed me from the moment you walked in.You got dressed in a low cut and baggy sweater, one that used to hide your body but could now be used to show off your cleavage and that hung low enough that you could use it as a dress with a very short skirt. Of course, you wrapped up a bit more so that your parents wouldn’t suspect a thing, in case they caught you sneaking out. The entire drive you had butterflies in your stomach, thinking about what the night might have in store. You pulled up to the restaurant and were greeted before being led to the table where you saw me standing to greet you. My dark grey suit clung to my body and the white button up shirt had the top two buttons undone to expose just a bit of my chest hair underneth. “Why don’t you look amazing?” I say, before giving you a hug and a kiss on the cheek before letting you take your seat across from me, where you find a drink waiting for you.(Ok, so that’s the base idea, if you like what I have so far. I am looking for a partner that can help build and create in this world. I hope you enjoyed the read and if you message me, I will try to get back to you as soon as I can with a response. Just be aware that I work nights and it’s a 12 hour shift, so it might not be the fastest reply. But I love to roleplay on my days off.)My name is Chris, I'm 38. I stand about 6'4 and I'm 225 pounds. I tend to spend my extra time in the gym, that doesn't mean I'm a mountain of muscles... I'm just in shape and there is definition to my body. I've got short dark chocolate brown hair with bright green eyes that light up when I smile along with a neatly trimmed beard that has flakes of grey throughout. There is a bit of body hair on my chest and abs, not like a suit of fur, but enough to run your fingers over that lead down to a thick, 8 inch cock that can droop due to its weight. via /r/dirtypenpals https://ift.tt/3i2GcYX
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